I packed up all my things. I have lots of things. Things upon things.
These guys helped.
I didn’t get a chance to get pictures of the upstairs with the beautiful carpets installed, but I did take a few snaps as I was directing traffic on move in day.
Those are broken vertical blinds there, those are getting dealt with, so don’t you worry none. The boxes came in, and they were piled high and wide.
Thanks for helping me unpack, moms! Here you can see the not so lovely tile countertops. They disappeared on Monday. We’re somewhere around here now.
I have been off of work and trying to organize and unpack as much as I can. I’m going back to work tomorrow, though, so no more playing Suzie Homemaker for me. No internet juice at home until Saturday, so I will give lots and lots (and lots and lots) of details then. By then, I will have kitchen appliances and maybe even a photo of the kitchen all unpacked and in its full glory.
I’m finally in my very own home. I’ve wanted this for a very long time, and I’m so happy.
After a long month of being assured my loan transfer was being pushed to the top of the pile, and that it was a priority, it was finally officially bought by M&T bank last week. I was really pleased to get a phone call Friday night at 7 in the evening from the associate who will be helping me get my money. Woohoo for people working late. Also, a brief shout out to my babysitting charge for that evening, who mercifully talked to his Blue’s Clues dog while I was on the phone. 🙂
I got my first water bill for the new house. How about a $50 deposit, refundable after six months, plus a $50 fee just for turning the water on? Dang! Looking forward to that refunded deposit, though. That will be nice six months from now.
My first electric bill for the new house came, too. Progress Energy’s website is smart enough to realize that the SJF with an account on Dennis is also the SJF with an account on Lions Way, so I didn’t have to do anything fancy to get that account all set up for electronic payments. I was impressed. I bet I lose all of that easy-breezy functionality when the merger with big-bad-no-good-dirty-rotten-scoundrel Duke Energy is completed.
My old house is a MESS. I mean, I’m usually messy, but the level of chaos in here is not fun. Boxes everywhere, no where for guests to sit, and I just want to be done. I’m talking to TROSA moving this week, so I’ll have an idea of what that will cost . . . might be eating a lot of lentils and rice for the next few weeks!
Ooh! The mail did bring two fun things. The same lists that the scary insurance salespeople buy I guess can be bought by lots of other people, too. Jersey Mikes welcomed me to the ‘hood with a coupon for a free sub and Bed Bath & Beyond gave me a 20% off coupon. I’ll take it!
I got an email this week from my rock-star mortgage broker/203(k) loan specialist, Don, telling me that not only were we on track to close on September 14, but I am the valedictorian of home buyers.*
*not his actual words
Woot! On to more pressing things.
My fairy godmother (don’t you have one of those?) tells me Elephant Culo needs shutters. I think it used to have shutters, and I’m not opposed to going back to shutter land. But…
Can you put shutters on the second floor windows that are gabled? Will that look strange?
I am trying to decide what color I want to pain the front door. I am a big fan of bright, primary-colored front doors. You can’t go wrong with a red door, but yellow does have a lot of sunny charm. And then there is a bright royal blue. Any thoughts on door colors? The front door faces south-southeast, so it will get a lot of light. It’s currently black. Weigh in, folks.
I went to the liquor store earlier this week and picked up some boxes. I pack slowly and try to weed stuff out as I go. It’s getting me reflecting on all the moves I’ve done – though, technically, some of these were as a kid and my mom did all the hard work. But just for fun:
I make my fantastic debut in Sacramento, CA, and from there move to:
Yorba Linda, CA.
Princeton Jct., NC.
Clemson, SC. (Two dorm rooms in the f*cking shoeboxes in two semesters, but just one mailing address, so I think that might count as just one.)
State College, PA. (West Beaver Ave. – Three addresses in three years at Penn State)
State College, PA (Atherton St. – ugh, the Graduate)
State College, PA (College Avenue above Mr. Charles – best college apartment ever)
Carrboro, NC. (This is where the list really gets wacky)
Chapel Hill, NC.
Cary, N.C. (Ugh)
Raleigh, NC. (Moving back in with mom before law school – fun times.)